Fifteen years ago you were a little lost soul abandoned, matted, scared. You blossomed somehow with your Nanay’s care —- you were fiesty, clingy but fiesty, pretty but fiesty, voracious and fiesty!

Ande chose to let her go naturally, no sleeping “shots”…

She was the first and maybe the last Millie of Ande…

Millie stayed for a week… it was a heart breaking week.

Early this morning, seeing Millie too weak to move, Ande finally succumb to put her to sleep.

It was sad, but Millie needed that peaceful, painless way to go.

Thank you Millie for the years spent with us.

G.